Cosplay - Artemis

This was BearWarrior3000s idea he gave to me. Yall ever played Skyrim? Well Artemis cosplays as Aela the Huntress. Yep.

Cosplay - Artemis

Percy sighed as he kicked the box and it slid across the room. They were like three boxes in and he was already tired. His girlfriend, Artemis, stood across the room with her sleeves rolled up and her hands on her hips. "You can't be serious." She said seriously, looking at him.

Percy fell back onto his childhood bed. "This is too much wooork." He groaned. Artemis wanted to facepalm right then and there.

"We have been working for twenty minutes." She muttered, continuing to shove his belongings in another box. Percy craned his neck to the left to look at her, nodding.

"Exactly!" He exclaimed, making Artemis sigh and shake her head. Percy turned and looked around the room, before settling his gaze on top of the dresser where a small tv sat with a small black box underneath it. "I mean, look at this! Let's play Xbox! It's my old 360." He informed her, reaching over and brushing dust off the top before turning it on.

Artemis ignored him and continued packing up, with Percy lounging on the bed waiting for the console to turn on. "Oh man, this is nostalgic." Percy sighed when the home screen finally loaded. He saw that the disc in the drive was Skyrim, and seeking to find some long lost teenage memories, he opened it up.

He looked at his girlfriend and nodded to the bed. "C'mon Arty. Just a few minutes. We've got all afternoon to pack up. You'll love this game, it's called Skyrim." He tried to persuade her. Artemis nearly broke for a moment, but steeled herself and continued to try and get the job done.

What would surprise most people is that the goddess of the hunt was a weirdly avid gamer, something she and Percy had quickly bonded over. He preferred more chill single player experiences while Artemis revelled in the joy of crushing losers in shooter games and then getting into heated arguments over the mic. It was an easy way to let off steam without vaporizing some poor mortal. Well, she tried to not vaporize Percy when they played at least.

They even had a playstation in her room in her palace, which many a day she'd wake up to find him sitting up already playing whatever on a Saturday morning as if he'd never gone to sleep. In fact, Percy never bragged to others about her looks or power or status, what he did brag about was getting a 'gamer girlfriend'. Whether that was derogatory or sweet Artemis still had yet to really tell but she was 99% sure it was the latter.

Artemis was reluctant to admit that she was sorta watching him on and off again as she continued to pack his stuff for him. He loaded into a save file on Skyrim and found himself left in a town area. "I am definitely gonna have to replay this game." He noted to himself aloud as he walked around Whiterun trying to remember everything.

Artemis carried on for a while before stopping and looking at him. She decided enough was enough. She wasn't going to pack his belongings for him like she was his mother.

So she went on break too.

The auburn haired goddess walked over and planted herself on the bed behind him, pulling her legs criss-cross style and hugging her boyfriend. Percy grinned and looked back at her. "I knew you'd break eventually. Can't stand doing work for a boy." He told her, having grown to know her so well during their tenure as a couple.

Artemis turned her head and kissed his neck. "You'd best believe it." She whispered, then looking back at the game. She watched him flick through his inventory and quest log for a while before piping up. "So what are you doing?" She asked, always a topic starter whenever he was playing.

Percy bit his lip and looked through his quests. "Good question. It's like an adventure game where you just go around doing quests and killing dragons and that. By the looks of it the last thing I was doing was the vampire line." He studied his achievements and progress.

She watched the npcs as he ran through the town. It looked very middle-ages-ey. Nordic or English, maybe. "Doing quests over and over for big bearded men? Sounds familiar." She commented, earning a chuckle.

"No shit." He muttered, opening the map and fast travelling somewhere. When she saw it was just a loading screen, Artemis sleepily moved her head into his neck and purred slightly, which Percy just adored in front of her. He moved a hand up to stroke her hair over his shoulder, and he turned to give her a quick peck on the cheek.

Percy arrived at Lakeview Manor and took in the nostalgia. There was even just a random giant standing off to the west wing for no reason. He entered the building and looked around. His character bolted straight for the chest and opened it, sifting through every item he'd gotten on a quest and immediately stored. Once he had all the best stuff by level 36 there hadn't really been a need to search for more.

"Wicked." He muttered as he pulled out Auriel's Bow. Remembering the trick with it, Percy was about to go outside and test it via shooting at the sun, but he was stopped by a vaguely familiar voice.

"Welcome home, my love." The mature voice of Aela the Huntress sounded as she walked past through the dining hall. He had never given her any armor, so she was still dressed in her hunter's outfit, one which he noticed was very… revealing.

Artemis looked up when she heard the voice and immediately raised an eyebrow. Her mouth dug into Percy's shoulder, she watched as he asked the woman for money and received 1200 in return. "Who's that?" She asked, startling him slightly as he kinda forgot she was even there.

He went to say that it was his wife but then a bunch of red flags went off in his head. First, the goddess of virginity didn't take kindly to adultery, and he didn't know how she felt about npc wives to be completely honest. Second, he just got money off of his wife which may seem sus to the feminist goddess. Third, the more he looked between the two the more he noticed a lot of physical similarities. "Uhh, my... in-game wife?" He said slowly, taking caution with his wording.

Artemis narrowed her eyes. "Oh… So, uh, when did you play this?" She asked, looking back at the game. It was then that she began to catch onto one of the red flags - that Artemis bore a striking resemblance to this video game wife of her boyfriend's. Her eyes once again narrowed as she tried to comprehend what that could mean.

Percy shrugged. "When I was 14, 15 maybe?" He responded. So a few years before they started dating, but after he saved her….

Artemis nodded slowly. "Why is she dressed so… promiscuously?" She scoffed. "Male fantasies." She muttered under her breath, and Percy's neck lowered and he realised she was perhaps unintentionally snaring him in that insult. After all, he had married Aela for a reason.

Percy cleared his throat. "I agree. Its disgusting the way they design girls in stuff with heaps of sex appeal. Gross." He spoke like a true politician.

Artemis was silent for a while, and as he took a brave glance in her direction he gulped as he saw her face was deadpan and her eyes fixed on him. Artemis blinked once, twice, then elbowed him in the thigh. "Sure, bud. Practice what you preach." She reminded him.

Percy winced from the pain and went back to playing. They sat in silence again with Artemis cuddling him from behind until Percy decided to cut the silence with a risky move. "You gotta admit, she is hot though." He said quickly. Artemis went for the other thigh this time but he dropped the controller to grab her arm. "Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, hold up. I'm only saying that cause she looks like you, I swear!" He promised, and Artemis was actually caught off guard for a second.

"So you do admit you chose her because she looks like me? When you were 14?" She asked for clarification, and Percy stuttered, wondering if that was a good thing to admit to.

"Uh, yes?" He said cautiously once again, unsure of his decision. Artemis stared at him for a few seconds as the couple locked eyes. Percy was honestly intimidated by the blank stare he was getting. Anticipating reprimandation or a scoff, he was surprised when Artemis just leaned her head forward and tilted his chin more so she could lock lips with him.

The young couple kissed passionately at an uncomfortable angel on the bed - Artemis' head doing a reach around and Percy's neck snapped 90 degrees to the right. Unfortunately, time went too quickly and Percy didn't get time to savor the thirty second kiss before she pulled away and smirked at him.

They finished packing up a couple hours later, with Percy putting a movie on his Xbox to make it less boring while they did so. Before they headed out, they went back out to spend some more time with Sally and Estelle. Sally was still kinda weirded out by the fact her son was dating a goddess, and that a literal goddess was sitting in the living room of her apartment wearing sweatpants and a tank top, but that wasn't something she wanted to bring up.

Once it was nearly dinner time, Percy and Artemis said their goodbyes and flashed out with all the boxes from Percy's room to Artemis' palace. Artemis had failed to mention the plan that had been slowly cooking in her head since the second she looked at Aela, the npc Percy had married who happened to look a lot like Artemis.

A few days later it was a Friday afternoon when Percy got home from Camp - home being Artemis' palace. Blackjack was a convenient mode of transport from Long Island to Manhattan, though the elevator ride to Olympus was always torturous. "Babe, I'm home!" He called out just to let her know. He expected some form of response but didn't seem to notice any sounds coming from the palace.

He briefly wondered if he was home alone, which would be weird because the front door was unlocked. She could have been getting the moon chariot settled and had slipped up in leaving it unlocked, but that wasn't like her. He walked from the foyer to one of the living rooms. "Babe?" He asked again when he saw the tv was on.

He could see no sight of his girlfriend anywhere around the first floor so he walked upstairs to the second. The first place he checked was their bedroom, where the bed was unmade and the curtains already drawn. Percy saw the bathroom light was on and so walked through their bedroom to it. Once there he looked around, including taking the risk of peeping in the shower, but she wasn't in there. He pursed his lips in confusion and turned the light off, exiting the ensuite.

"Welcome home, my love." A hard but female voice rang out from his left. He turned suddenly and was relieved to find his girlfriend standing in the doorway with a smile and three dark lines across her face. As the irregularity of the deep green marks clicked in his head, he noticed the outlandishness of her outfit too.

She was wearing some ancient looking outfit unlike her chiton and circlet. She had a brown fur covering in that went down to her mid-thighs, and what was especially weird for Artemis is that it was so low cut it went to her belly button, bridged together by three silver clasps and which gave Percy's a full view of her cleavage. She had some sort of iron plates on her shoulders and around her waist, and her forearms were covered by green sleeves that ran from her mid-bicep to her hands, though the sleeves were fingerless. As well as this she wore leather braces and boots with an outline of steel on them.

The outfit and the facepaint was really a stunning look for her - in more ways than one. She had hunting outfits that didn't exactly run with the weekly fashion of mortals but he'd never seen her wear medieval clothes or whatever this getup was. He looked back up to her eyes because the dark green claw marks and the dazed and confused wheels slowly turned in his head.

Artemis slowly sauntered over to him, hands at her side slightly behind her and stepping one foot in front of the other rather than stepping forward normally. Percy's throat became tight as she got closer and he realised what she was dressed as. "A-Arty… mis… what are you, uh, why are you dressed like that?" He asked, not sure what his game plan was here. Was he gonna feign ignorance? Confidently lean in for a kiss? Hold her back and question her about this? Call Apollo for a psychological evaluation?

Aela - sorry, Artemis reached him and gave a wily smirk. This woman in front of him was acting nothing like the girl he knew and loved. This just seemed like a dream, something his 14 year old mind would make up to entertain himself while he slept. This was exactly like a dream. The woman of his dreams and the woman of his fantasies combined were drawing close to him and damn it he was falling under her spell. Was this Diana pranking him again by pretending to be Artemis? Was he going to leave this room embarrassed and with the biggest blue balls of his life, all while she cackled on the bed at his expense? Artemis gave him a wolfish grin. "What's wrong, love? Are you hurt?" She asked, looking over him - or more specifically, down him.

Percy swallowed what little he had in his dry mouth and half-reluctantly brought his hands up to his lover's hips. Artemis seemed to like that, because she moved even closer, which at this distance meant she pretty much rubbed the lower halves of their bodies up against each other. "Uh, n-no. Why…" He was about to ask the same question again but stopped himself. 

Artemis thought his nervousness cute, and brushing the side of her finger down her golden hero's prominent jawline, she lifted her head and lingered her lips close to his. He could feel the breath on his lips, and he wanted nothing more than to bridge the gap between them but he didn't know if she had some kind of script he was supposed to follow. "I thought you might appreciate this surprise, husband. Do you not? Are you not enjoying this?"

As she asked that she brought her left leg up, and using her talent as the most acrobatic Olympian she wrapped it around Percy's waist and pulled him even tighter so that his pelvis was up her skirt. He couldn't quite feel around considering he still had his pants on, so he honestly couldn't say for certain whether she had underwear on. His breath was shaky. "Yeah, yeah, I'm enjoying this… babe, but I just, I-I-I don't know… this ain't very you of you, y'know?" He got out, stuttering like an Italian mobster.

Aela continued to stroke his jawline while her right hand snaked around the place itself on the back of his neck. "I can be whoever you want me to be, hero. I can do whatever you want me to do. No holds barred." She whispered the last part to him erotically.

Percy was stunned. He had never seen this side of Artemis before. They had had sex before of course but that was just reveling in the immense pleasure that 4000 years of immortal virginity and the size of the world's greates hero could bring. He had never seen her get this into it before. He tried to bring back some of his dignity before the Fates officially declared him a sub. "I could be into that." He grinned, breathing still weary from arousal.

Artemis smirked and as her finger traced down his collarbone. "Let's hold on a second. Enjoy it. Savor it. I wanna play a bit first." She suggested, and what was Percy to do but agree. As they were already in the bedroom, Artemis gently turned him and pushed her lover back onto the bed.

Percy sat up on his elbows and gestured in confusion. "What's up with you? You never do stuff like this. Is it Valentine's Day or somethin'?" He asked her, expecting some sort of explanation but instead receiving a light smile.

"What's so wrong with trying to please your mate? Enjoy this, my hero. You've deserved it." Artemis assured him as she began taking off the metal plates on her. Percy didn't know whether to consider this a striptease as she took off her boots and bracers, leaving the green sleeves and some green bandage around her left foot on. He got his answer when Artemis slowly began to remove the three clasps on her chest, the brown outfit parting further and further as she did so. The fur clothing still remained seemingly tight as she took the last clasp off, but the noticeable difference was that the fur just only barely covered her nipples at this point, with the rest of the center of her body clear to see right down to the top of her pelvis.

Percy knew there was no turning back now. She wanted to do this for him, and he was extremely horny. What was he gonna do? He grinned a wolfish grin as his lover stripped to a more huntress friendly level of clothing, no armor left on her and just tight green and brown clothing that barely covered the parts that usually needed to be covered. This was quite literally turning into a teenage dream.

Once she seemed like she was done stripping, she stood back in that pose of standing tall with her arms slightly behind her back, moving the heel of her right foot up and down. "Now we can do this one of three ways, babe. We can do this slow and passionate…" She then moved forward and straddled him on the bed. Surprising Percy, Artemis reached behind him and grabbed a fistful of black hair, making her lover wince. "You can take me rough and fast like an animal, or…" Artemis then ceased with the pulling, choosing instead to lean her head down alongside his face. Her breath tickling Percy's cheek, she began to slowly lick up his jaw. "You can sit back and I'll give you a show." She whispered in his ear erotically.

Considering he'd probably never have a chance like this again, at least maybe not until his birthday, Percy opted for option C. Artemis grinned and sat back up, sliding herself off of Percy and standing in front of him. "I hoped you'd say that." She said.

The Aela the Huntress cosplayer leaned back forward and, with two fingers outstretched, lightly brought both his eyelids down over his eyes. "Now keep them closed until I tell you to open." She commanded, and excited about what was coming, Percy willingly complied.

He waited for a few seconds, seeing the light of a bright silver flash through his closed eyelids. A few seconds after he could hear music start all of a sudden, before Artemis' voice called out. "Open!" When he did so, his jaw dropped.

The room was now glowing purple, like there was a blacklight on instead of the normal light bulb. As he noticed before, there was definitely music playing from somewhere, but neither of those were what stunned him the most. What did so was the long metal pole reaching from the floor to the roof, seemingly dug in to both. On that pole a green and brown shape was moving around swiftly, and it took him a moment to realise it was his girlfriend.

Artemis slowed to a halt in an upside down position, one foot planted on the roof and another wrapped around the pole behind her. She slowly began to slide down the pole until the marked face was eye level with Percy. Auburn hair falling down below her, the inverted girl smirked at her shocked boyfriend. Percy stuttered. "W-wh… Damn…" He muttered, taken aback by the position his usually modest girlfriend was in. Who knew the goddess of virginity had the capability to be so… wild.

Artemis reached up to her mouth with one hand and in a very un-Artemis fashion, blew a kiss to him. "Just like running atop the trees." She commented, referring to her statues as the most acrobatic Olympian.

Percy watched as she twirled around the pole skillfully. "Have you... done this before?" He asked, hoping that answer would be no. Artemis continued to swing, purposely giving him upskirts as she swept by.

"No," She frowned with a nod to the side. "Just seen it in movies, and it's not that hard." She switched to a reassuring smile and cocked her head. "But you clearly are." She noted, nodding upwards - his downwards - to his pants, where a noticeable bulge had formed in the crotch region of his pants.

Percy slightly blushed, but didn't try and hide his boner as his girlfriend went back to pole dancing for him. Her feet flew above his head and he could see flashes of skin zooming past as she worked, and before long he noticed her slowing down. Artemis came to a halt in front of him, legs wrapped around the pole with one arm still holding onto it. Her face a few inches from his, his eyes wandered as he noticed her right hand snaking down out of frame for his eyes. Next thing he knew there was a zip sounds as his fly was undone, and after a bit of fidgeting with his underwear Artemis managed to release the boner desperate for her touch.

Artemis wasn't going to deny it what it wanted.

Her fingers carefully wrapped around the shaft of him, and Percy momentarily broke eye contact to look down as she slowly moved up and down. Unfortunately for him she told him to look back in her eyes, and not wanting her to stop what she was doing, he complied. Sometimes it was fun to be the sub for a night.

Artemis made sure to keep eye contact as she slowly gave him a handjob. She smirked at her boyfriend and then, wanting to arouse him even more, followed the internet's advice and began to look up and loll her tongue out sexily. Percy doubted he could be any more shocked, and when she started doing that his dick must have shot to diamond levels of hard.

What demon was possessing his girlfriend? Was this just Aphrodite in disguise trying to get in his pants? It sure seemed like it, but Artemis was the only person capable of appearing as Artemis who also knew about his Skyrim wife.

His eyes travelled down to her chest, where the stretching forward of her body off the pole was pulling the furs even tighter against her breasts, allowing him to see all but the nipples and become even more aroused. Her hand skillfully went up and down for a little while longer before she stopped. Her hand left his dick and he looked at her in confusion.

Artemis then swung back up the pole upside down and flipped herself over, running along the roof to gain the momentum. She slid back down to her feet with on hand and then in one swift motion knelt down on her knees in front of him. As smooth as that was, Percy didn't really have time to appreciate it before Artemis took a hold of his cock with both hands this time. A bit of pre-cum oozed out as she stroked him a few times, and she happily licked it off the tip while making complete eye contact with him. "I'm feeling up for option A now.' She told him.

Percy didn't fight against her decision as his girlfriend jacked him off more. Feeling that they had gone long enough in this one area, Artemis decided to switch things up by getting her tongue more involved in the action. She began to lick all around his head, something she had done a few times during their relationship. She definitely knew how to adapt to situations, he could give her that.

She took one hand off and continued slowly stroking him, and meanwhile her repeated licking began to morph into a soft suckling of his tip. Only a bit of the bulbous head was currently in her mouth, but nevertheless she took her other hand off his cock and used both to brush her auburn hair behind her head, making sure it stayed behind her hair though it did flow down to rest down the front of her shoulders.

She then took the challenge of no-handing it as she gradually began to fit more and more inside her mouth. By the time it reached her throat, only about half of it, and knowing how far down it could get, Artemis took a moment to prepare herself. She opened the back of her throat as far as she could and began to slide down his dick.

The former virgin goddess had been trained to professional levels by her boyfriend due to the amount of practice she got. They had discovered early on in their relationship that Artemis had no gag reflex, and so Percy was always eager to test if she had grown one yet. After all, what would happen if she ate something too big and started choking? Better to be safe than sorry.

Artemis highly doubted she would ever choke on something 9 inches long but who knows. One of the hunters might tell a funny story while she's trying to eat a jumbo sausage in one bite.

Percy decided he had sat back for too long and in the midst of his pleasure he reached down and grabbed a bit of the hair Artemis had just tucked behind her ear. He lightly pushed on the back of her head, encouraging her to go further and helping her to do so. The doe eyes opened and those silver irises flicked up to meet his sea-green ones.

Artemis didn't stall, complain or stop as he guided her and instead she obediently pursued her goal of reaching the hilt. She slid down, needing to move a bit up first every time in order to slam down and make progress. It was hard - both figuratively and literally - but eventually she struggled her way down all the way until her nose and lips were almost touching his pelvis.

Despite being resistant to gagging, Artemis still felt tears brimming her eyes as her throat felt like it was due to be ripped open. Thankfully they were on Olympus with plenty of Aether because if she was relying on oxygen she would have passed out by now. She held it there for as long as she could, reveling in the sounds of her boyfriend's groans before it became too much for her and she had to slide her way back up. 

With his dick thoroughly coated in her own saliva, Artemis could now jack him off even easier while she caught her breath. "Holy fuck…" Percy sighed, rubbing his face. They locked eyes again and Artemis gave a wolfish grin before diving back down on that dick.

With the added wetness, the sounds of slurping and squelching became even louder as she bobbed up and down. Despite her being excellent at blowjobs, she had already done something better than just sucking him off, and so now Percy sought to chase an even better feeling than hitting the back of the maiden goddess' throat: hitting it hard and fast.

It almost seemed as though Artemis wanted that, because she merely hummed in approval as Percy got his new boost of dominance, stood up and literally tore off his blue shirt, knowing he had plenty more, and roughly grabbed a hold of her hair. What had been one of her fantasies the moment her maidenhood had been taken by him, Percy delivered unto her now as he began slamming in and out of her throat without care.

Artemis yelped on his dick at the sudden abuse before it was muffled by repeated gagging as he well and truly fucked her throat. He rolled his hand a bit to gain a better grip, and by that point he wasn't even helping her suck him off, because really she couldn't keep it. Now he was just yanking her on and off his dick by her hair.

The immense pain of nearly having her hair ripped out genuinely had the Aela cosplayer crying, but she still refused to stop him because honestly, it turned her on. Yeah she had her domination moments, as with before, but she was well and truly a sub in the bed. She was the little spoon, she was not usually the one to instigate sex, and she loved to be fuck so hard it broke the bedstand. Thank the Fates they gave her someone who could allow her all those leisures.

Unfazed by her crying - he knew about her kink - Percy continued to rape the shit out of her mouth. It was his mouth, only for him. Artemis could go around spitting insults at anyone she wanted all day, but when she came home her mouth was all his. It was his to listen to, his to kiss, and his to fuck. All his.

The dark green face paint was beginning to run due to the tears, and that only turned Percy on even more. He tugged on her hair a bit tighter, eliciting a light squeal from Artemis before she went back to trying her best to suck him off as he rammed in and out of her throat.

Percy could feel something coming on and he growled. "I'm gonna cum right down the back of your throat. I'm so close…" This caught Artemis' attention, standing above the previous vocal encouragements. She began to slam on his waist, pushing him slightly and signalling for him to stop. Confused and thinking he did something wrong or was hurting her too much, he let go and slid out.

Artemis remained kneeling in front of him, again on the verge of passing out as she shakily caught her breath. Percy apologized for whatever he did wrong, breaking his image of domination, but Artemis brushed him off. She pointed back over the bed. "Go sit down. I wanna try something." She said out-of-breath. Percy complied and waited for the next phase of this, now naked.

Artemis then proceeded to put in motion what he had been bursting for this whole time. She took hold of both sides of the front of her fur outfit and slid them to both sides. When the pressure became too much her breasts popped out of their imprisonment, springing forward and stretching out longingly for their master.

Artemis was by no means lacking in sex appeal. Doe eyes that looked great when begging, lips just ripe for cocksucking, a tight, bubbly and firm ass waited to be clapped and D cup breasts perfect for grabbing. It wasn't a one-sided trade either. The desiring part of Artemis that had been buried for millennia got all she could have ever wanted in Percy's tanned skin, toned muscles, sharp and defined facial features and of course the main course, a very well endowed private area. To the both of them, their lover truly was the crème de la crème of their respective genders.

Percy's boner was on the verge of exploding the second her breasts revealed themselves. It was good he managed to hold it in though, because what came next would have been so disappointing to miss. Artemis took her tits and pushed them together, playing with them for a while and using her doe eyes to her advantage as she looked pleadingly up at her boyfriend. Percy was about to jump up and dive on her, thinking that was what she was insinuating, but that plan was halted as she scooted forward even more and grabbed his member.

Sitting up slightly, Artemis leaned forward and pulled one of her boobs just enough to allow the shaft to slip in between the two globes. Percy's eyes widened with excitement. He had never received a titjob before - he wasn't even sure how Artemis knew what one was.

Her boyfriend moaned, giving Artemis the signal that he had her approval and to keep going. The Huntress smirked below him and began following what Aphrodite had teasingly instructed her to do in passing at an Olympian dinner.

Since Percy was already on the verge of orgasm, just another lick probably would've sent him over the edge. Sure enough, the titjob didn't last long before Percy gave her one last warning and came. Artemis stopped jerking him off with her tits and released his cock, holding it in place in front of her, pointing it directly at her face.

Suddenly it exploded, and Percy groaned as he shot rope after rope of cum onto his lover's face. Some of it didn't quite reach and instead splattered onto the secondary target - her tits. Nevertheless, Artemis opened her mouth and caught what she could.

Her mouth was filled up with his seed, and Artemis happily swallowed it all and licked her lips. Percy wished he had a camera so he could capture such an erotic moment. The virgin goddess, on her knees with her tongue out and her tits and face covered in his cum and a pleading look on his face. Only thing that would have made it better was a collar.

Artemis continued to wipe off what landed on her face and lick it off her fingers, giving him a suggestive look as she did so. When she was seemingly done, she stood up and pulled him to his feet. Percy was about to ask her where she wanted to take this now, but she answered for him. She leaned in and embraced Percy, kissing up his collarbone and neck, her hot breath making him shudder. She stood on her tippie toes and lightly sucked on his earlobe. "Let's complete the trinity, my love." She whispered. 

Percy grinned at the prospect and suckled on her neck. "I swear we already started option B." He joked, then kissed her again. "Safe word: moon." He informed her, and he could feel Artemis nod against him.

With that permission granted, it was once again Percy's turn to take control as he brought her head up to his and smashed their lips together in a fiery passion. Artemis moaned at the loving kiss, and with a smile she grabbed the sides of his head and molded her lips against his, cherishing the feeling. Percy broke off first, out of breath with their foreheads resting against each other. Artemis' leg, still wrapped in a green bandage from the knee down to the front of the heel, slowly slid up and down the side of Percy's. "Are you reset?" He asked, and she nodded, eager for him to get started.

As she was the goddess of virginity, Artemis had the strange power of being able to set and remove hymens, thereby literally being able to control one's virginity. In order to keep the sex great, every day after a night of sex Artemis would reinstate her own virginity. Ironically, the goddess of virginity lost hers almost every night. Tonight would be no different.

When he was sure they were both ready, Percy all of a sudden grabbed Artemis by the hair and pulled, snapping her neck back. He dragged her over in front of her desk, which was cluttered with useless shit and Olympian business papers. He careless shoved most of it off and turned her around, and after giving her one more passionate hickey, he pushed her forward so she was resting on the table.

Artemis loved where this was going, and was eternally thankful she was wearing a skirt without underwear. She wiggled her ass enticingly as she felt Percy plant his arms on the table and lean over her from behind. He rubbed his cock up against her cold and firm ass underneath her skirt, and inched ever closer to her delicious pink folds.

Percy felt Artemis desperately trying to push back and get him inside her, and he laughed deeply and appeased her by slamming about five inches into her, immediately annihilating her hymen. This part was always one of the best as Percy let out his loudest and most guttural moan yet while Artemis screamed in a mix of pain and pleasure and the complete violation of the second tightest pussy in existence - Hestia probably beat her.

Her green face paint was smeared by this point as she craned her neck up to let out the scream, and after taking a few seconds to adjust Percy began hacking away at her pussy. Artemis' pants were very vocal as she was fucked from behind by her love. The Huntress loved doggy style - go figure - it was her favorite position.

"Haa, haa~ oh fuck yeah!" She cried out as she pulled herself up onto her elbows, taking the pounding like a champ. Percy bit his lip as he thrusted his hips back and forth, leaning down close to her ear and whispering pillow talk in her ear. He suddenly grabbed her head and pulled it to the side so that he could lock lips with her as he fucked his love.

Artemis moaned at the interaction again and they continued to make out as the sound of flesh slapping against flesh sounded through the house. Thank the gods the Hunters weren't staying. Percy began tearing at the fur outfit, ripping it off of her eventually. He felt bad for ruining her cosplay but no doubt the goddess would be able to mend it with a snap of her fingers.

Now they were both naked and in a prime state of fucking as he railed her against the desk. At one point he was legitimately slamming all nine inches in with every thrust, all while her tits bounced around in front of her. If only they had a mirror in front of them.

Artemis felt content to fuck like this forever long they had left in them, but Percy wasn't satisfied. This rush of domination gave him adrenaline, and he wanted to be as dominant as he could.

He slowed down a bit, making her look back at him in confusion. Surely he wasn't almost done already? Thankfully the Fates weren't that cruel, and Percy merely wanted to switch positions. Being that she was acting the sub by this point, Artemis complied and he unsheathed himself from her folds. She stood up and awaited his orders, but there were no orders. Rather, he merely pulled Artemis into a more open part of the bedroom and shoved her onto the floor.

The proud goddess refused to say the safety word as she lay on her stomach on the floor, and she could hear Percy kneeling down behind her. She let him set them up as he spread her legs on either side of him and raised her ass up off the floor. She braced for the inevitable and wasn't disappointed when he slammed back into her pussy.

Artemis screamed once again and turned her head to one side as he placed his hands on either side of her hips and began ramming in and out of her from behind. Her tired and limp body became his fuckdoll on the floor of her own room, easy to pick up and do what he pleased to. He gave her ass a quick slap on the cheek, eliciting a yelp of pleasure from her.

He shifted his hands to either side of her head and moved atop her, his body doing a weird arc thing as he struggled to simultaneously keep thrusting his head, kiss her and not crush her with his weight. Artemis' legs kicked up high behind her like a teenage girl on her phone and her toes curled in immense pleasure at the new angle he was reaching.

Percy moved back up to his previous position on his knees, but this time he grabbed her by the biceps and pulled her up as well. Artemis continued panting with every thrust on her knees as he grabbed at her bouncing tits, feeling them up which only served to make her moan even more as they both neared their climax. He whispered this news into her ear and she nodded, and the two of them prepared to finish together.

Percy snared as he thrust a few more times, not as fast as they were forceful this time. He finally reached his climax and came, still buried to the hilt in her so his hot seed flew deep into her womb. Artemis came simultaneously, staring up at the room with her eyes closed in pure bliss as the sudden rush of pleasure came over her.

They stayed connected for a little bit longer, letting the two of them drain out finally before Percy pulled out of Artemis and helped her up. Artemis immediately turned without a word and wrapped her arms around his neck. She captured his lips in her own, a welcome turn of events for Percy, and the two of them fell back on their bed.

They kissed for a while longer, before their lips separated and the cold overcame them, so it was up to Percy to pull the blankets to their necks. Artemis smiled at the warmth and cuddled into him, and Percy smiled right back at her. He leaned down and pecked his girlfriend on the lips. "Thank you for the present." He whispered to her.

His love smiled softly, on the verge of passing out. "I can't wait for my birthday." She said softly, teasing him once again. Percy laughed along, but secretly the wheels in his mind began turning as he started planning her birthday gift for May.

Hopefully Apollo didn't come visit his sister tomorrow morning. It wasn't a very welcoming scene.

This was originally gonna be a oneshot fluff lemon. Then I decided to implement a lot of teasing with pole dancing and that, and then it turned into a lemon so I'm tacking it on this story. There's your Artemis lemon everybody. Sorry about the sudden ending but lemon endings are very hard to write. Sorta just cum and go to sleep. The poledancing things an original idea I think. I've never seen that done in Pertemis so I assume I'm a pioneer. That's my legacy. The first guy to realise Artemis is the most acrobatic Olympian and use that in a lemon. So there you go BearWarrior. Your oneshot idea turned into a 7000 word lemon. Au revoir.

Fun fact: when my sister was 7 a pan fell on her and dislocated her shoulder and when my brother was 5 (literally a year before) a pot of boiling noodles fell on him. Every one of my siblings aside from my baby sis has had a traumatic head injury/fractured skull. That explains a lot.

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